Time marches on....

It seems to me that when you get old, time should slow down. After all, when there is less of it left, we ought to get to savor each moment of it. But, no, it just speeds faster and faster. So....in the past few weeks, things have sped on, even if I wasn't paying too much attention. We had five days of rain and chilly weather. A HUGE deal for us, and at the same time that Chicago was hot and sunny. What kind of a deal is that? Spring has been arriving anyway. I planted tulips in pots last fall, and these are the ones on the deck just outside the living room windows. I've enjoyed them so much. Even when it was too cold to go out, I had the bouquet just outside my window.I drug a whitebud home from Topeka last spring and worried that it would not survive last summer's heat. But look how cute it is! Blooming beautifully in it's first year.
At some point in late February, I met Linda for lunch at the Chinese place in El Dorado. She brought me up to date on the many transitions going on in her famiy.My computer got sick and it seems to be terminal. Something about the Mother Board going out. I guess it was no shame since it was seven years old. See my new one? Now I'm trying to get used to Windows 7. A few curses here and there.Toby got sick last week and had to go to the vet. A great huge trauma for both of us. Fortunately he got well without intervention so my night of terror was all for naught -- thank goodness.And in addition, Kellie has moved, Carrie has vacationed in Hawaii, and T should by now be eating solid food. Time moves on.....